Baby Poem by Shraddha Ojha
Baby
the weather was dry
the baby was going to cry
her mother was up to try
new dishes which her husband was not ready to fry
Saturday, June 11, 2016
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5/3/2024 8:11:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
she was unknown unidentified and often ignored doing the same work daily but never got bored with whole dedication she did her work nobody forced her to maintain the garden on looking which everyone was lured